Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 243: It would be a serious sin if we scared a few to death!
Everyone cursed inwardly.
"Damn it! How is that allowed?"
"He didn’t just buy safety, he’s trying to buy an insurance policy too! His abacus is sure clicking loudly!"
"How can that old geezer be so clever?!"
"..."
The crowd, who had just been laughing at the Mo Family’s expense, now wore complicated expressions. If Ning Xuan refused, that would be one thing. But if he agreed, it was tantamount to guaranteeing the Mo Family’s two prodigies a spot in the top five! At that moment, many people were praying inwardly, hoping Ning Xuan wouldn’t agree.
Ning Xuan glanced at San Wu. San Wu, in turn, shook her head at him.
Just then, the elder from the Mo Family spoke again, his face a mask of sincerity. "Little one... no, that’s not right. Miss San Wu, our Mo Family still has something your mother left for you. We were originally planning to give it to you when you came of age, but it seems there’s no need to wait. You’ve already grown up. I will dispatch someone to retrieve it for you at once."
Not wanting to put San Wu in a difficult position, Ning Xuan spoke up directly. "Fine. Seeing as your attitude is sincere enough, I’ll agree."
For him, it was a trivial matter anyway.
"Thank you, Young Master Ning!" The members of the Mo Family were overjoyed at his words.
On the dueling stage, Mo Junxin also breathed a sigh of relief.
It was a different story for Mo Wu. A voice echoed from within him, "Thank heavens. I was scared to death just now!"
It was the voice of Mo Wu’s Protector.
"Master, you..."
"If I had my original body, of course I wouldn’t be afraid. But I’m just a remnant soul now! If he had attacked you, I couldn’t have protected you. Not only that, my soul might have scattered completely, turned to dust!"
Hearing this, Mo Wu’s entire mood soured. This guy boasted so arrogantly before, but now he’s cowering after facing a single Ning Xuan! I might as well get rid of such a useless master!
Mo Wu once again steeled his resolve to betray his master and defy his ancestors. Looking at Ning Xuan again, his face filled with envy. When will I ever be as magnificent as him!
"Why are you all staring at me? This is the Ten Clans’ Competition! Get on with the fighting!" Ning Xuan called out from the stage, noticing the many eyes fixed on him.
Beside him, You Ruo clenched her small fists and ground her teeth. "Damn it! You still remember this is the Ten Clans’ Competition?!"
What has his meddling turned this perfectly fine Ten Clans’ Competition into?! She wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Actually, this is quite interesting. Don’t feel so stressed," Nanling Buliang’s voice chimed in at just the right moment. He too had seen Ning Xuan’s immense potential and was growing interested.
You Ruo looked stunned.
"I may not have presided over the previous competitions, but I certainly did my research before coming," Nanling Buliang said with a smile. "To be honest, they were incredibly dull. This one is far more interesting!"
You Ruo realized he wasn’t joking and couldn’t help but mutter to herself. Don’t tell me he’s taken a liking to that scoundrel Ning Xuan?!
On the dueling stage, Ning Xuan suddenly shivered, feeling a wave of intense malice directed at him. He immediately locked onto its source. Just as he turned to look in You Ruo’s direction...
WHOOSH!
The air split with a piercing sound! Someone, after preparing for who knows how long, had finally seized their chance! An assassination attempt, aimed to be a single, fatal blow against Ning Xuan! It was too sudden! Moreover, the attacker wasn’t far from him. Dodging would be harder than ascending to the heavens!
「Yao Guang Realm, High Heaven Headquarters.」
The Wenren elder shot to his feet, his heart in his throat! If Ning Xuan were assassinated like this, he would become the laughingstock of all of Yao Guang!
The various leaders wore different expressions. Some had a glint of amusement in their eyes. At such a close distance and with such a stealthy attack, never mind a Heavenly Realm expert, even an average King Realm expert would fall for it. The impact itself wasn’t the main issue. The real problem was the hair-thin Flying Needle, which was clearly coated in a lethal poison! That was the truly deadly part!
PFFT!
Ning Xuan reacted quickly, but he was still a step too late. By the time he covered his neck, the Flying Needle had already pierced his skin!
The Wenren elder had been clinging to a sliver of hope. At that moment, he slumped back into his seat, utterly defeated!
"Damn it! It was that kid! Far too insidious!" one of the leaders slammed the table, his face a mask of righteous indignation. However, a closer look would reveal the schadenfreude hidden in the depths of his eyes.
Others "comforted" the Wenren elder. "Wenren, it seems your little ancestor isn’t going to make it. Please accept our condolences."
"Yes, your health is what’s important."
The Wenren elder’s face darkened, his expression truly like someone who had just lost an ancestor.
Some of the others quickly realized the implications.
"If he dies, does that mean the IOUs we signed are void?!"
"That’s right! He’s our creditor! If the creditor is dead, what debt is there to repay?!"
"Hahaha, what a great death!"
"Wenren, your family owes the most! Stop looking so glum! His death is a good thing. I propose we celebrate later!"
"I agree!"
"A celebration is in order!"
Many of the leaders grew jubilant. Just as the Wenren elder was about to accept reality, he suddenly froze. On the screen, Ning Xuan was still standing there, perfectly fine! Then, he heard Ning Xuan’s voice.
"What was that? Did a mosquito just bite me?"
After a moment of shock, the Wenren elder roared with laughter.
The other leaders were all dumbfounded. Damn it! What’s wrong with this guy?! That was a Poison Needle! A rare and deadly poison that kills upon contact with blood! How can he be completely fine?!
The same question arose on the dueling stage. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How can you be okay? The poison on that Flying Needle..."
Before the youth could finish, Ning Xuan removed the hand covering his neck. Pinched between his fingers was a Flying Needle as thin as a hair!
"So it really was a Flying Needle. I thought..." Ning Xuan didn’t finish his sentence. With a flick of his hand, he sent it flying back.
The youth who had attacked him clutched his own neck. The next moment, a black miasma spread rapidly from the wound. Wherever the blackness touched, his flesh instantly rotted away! In just a few moments, the youth vanished completely!
What a terrifying poison!
"I told you nothing could happen to him!"
"The Great Ancestor’s ability to pick people is truly top-tier!"
"Did you all see that? That is the little ancestor of our Wenren family!"
In the Yao Guang Realm, at the High Heaven headquarters, only the triumphant voice of the Wenren elder echoed around the long table. He was absolutely gloating! If he weren’t in the Lower Realm, he would have probably knelt before his little ancestor!
The leaders who had been reveling in his misfortune just moments before could only offer awkward, placating smiles. This was not the time to speak up, lest they be noted down in a certain little black book.
A few of the leaders, however, looked on with puzzlement. Something still felt wrong. That Flying Needle should have entered his body, shouldn’t it? How could Ning Xuan have caught it between his fingers?! Even experts as powerful as them were stumped, their minds filled with questions. They even started to doubt their own eyes.
Of course, their eyes hadn’t deceived them. The Flying Needle had indeed found its mark. However, the Twelve Divine Veins Ning Xuan possessed were simply too miraculous. Being immune to all poisons wasn’t even worth showing off. Therefore, Ning Xuan chose to handle the situation discreetly.
After all, if he scared a few of them to death, that would be a grave sin on his part!
